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False Appearance
by Shelby ©
Damn the nights,
The days plays hell.
I knew better,
I knew to damn well.
Remains of a belief,
Are thoughts without expressions.
Imaginary day dreams,
I avoid vulnerable questions.
I behaved affectedly,
I obscure your memory interference.
Very effective my pretension,
At creating a false appearance.
It so hard to keep it all together,
I'm here, but I don't want to be.
I lay awake in the early hours of dawn,
I imagine another laying beside me.
I pray secretly to the Lord,
That some days will not come.
But between the devil and me,
He knows my soul he has won.
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